This one is different for you, I think. There is a playful craft here that almost winks as it carries its weight. Still, I found myself wanting to read the next line, “And when we write of men…”
It’s not lost on me that the page for which you speak came from trees. I especially like the branches as blank spaces between words. Thank you for honoring my friends, the trees 🌳
Beautiful, David - the trees I so treasure, I live amongst in my cottage... and this poem reminds me why I love to write, read and carry with me the memories and reminders of woods... sometimes just tiny scraps of paper or back of napkins from a restaurant!! This is really a wonderful look about savoring!! Thank you.
This one is different for you, I think. There is a playful craft here that almost winks as it carries its weight. Still, I found myself wanting to read the next line, “And when we write of men…”
I really like this poem. I love physical tree presentations that come with the lines ie ‘hurled over the page’.
Or: We meet the tree in the progress of the poem. I missed a bird or a nest or a possum but then we had leaves many, trunk roots and age.
I just had a massage so I can’t do it justice… she’s a beauty! I love trees too.🤎💚💚💚
It’s not lost on me that the page for which you speak came from trees. I especially like the branches as blank spaces between words. Thank you for honoring my friends, the trees 🌳
Beautiful, David - the trees I so treasure, I live amongst in my cottage... and this poem reminds me why I love to write, read and carry with me the memories and reminders of woods... sometimes just tiny scraps of paper or back of napkins from a restaurant!! This is really a wonderful look about savoring!! Thank you.
I absolutely loved this!!
New to me. Beautiful.